Duan Qing originally didn't want to come with Kidd to have a look, but the reason why it ended up like this was that he couldn't bear Kidd's invitation, and he heard that things over there seemed to be related to adventurers, so he followed him over to take a look.
look.
In other words, are there players from Greenstone Village causing trouble...?
So powerful?
Uncle Smile and Xiao Hongchen were enjoying themselves by the side, so they didn't follow them. Anyway, everyone has been working separately these days. Even today's training was the first time they participated together, so it is still a matter of being separated temporarily.
She was used to it. Only Mengzhu, who had been staying next to Duan Qing, followed him. In her own words, she also wanted to see which player from Novice Village had such ability.
Maybe it's the Wuji Illusion God, and then she can... hum hum hum.
But when they got there, what they saw was far different from what they expected.
The place in front of them at this time was still on the road leading to Fenghua Town, and it was not very far from Fenghua Town. In front of them, the convoy going to and from Greenstone Village was parked there, and a man who looked like
The player is entangled with several guard-looking NPCs, and it seems... that they are fighting several of them one by one.
Among the current player group, those who can fight several players are all monster-like characters.
The battles in the free world are praised by the existing game industry as extremely balanced battles. There are no large amounts of data accumulation and move skills, nor are there god-level weapons and equipment and complicated skills - everyone is knocked down with one sword.
Of course, a fight is very fair. As for how you can avoid being hacked to death by a knife while finding a way to kill the opponent with a knife during the fight, that is a question that you need to consider.
But putting these things into a mage's battle is another matter.
Due to the current weakness of the player base, most players are focusing on further adventures and better equipment, which is an attempt to solve the fact that human flesh is too fragile by means other than their own attributes, so until now
, most of the combat skills and skills in the free world are developed with the goal of facing the numerous monsters in the free world, which is the legendary pVe direction. As for the pVp direction-between players
Battles - most of them arise from their own vendettas, or competition due to conflicting mission goals, so there are less of them. From another perspective, it is so difficult for everyone to survive, and they can't even join forces, so how can they have so much thought?
They were beating each other back and forth.
Therefore, large-scale battles between players in the free world, except for those inevitable battles between several major guild forces, are basically the domain of professional players. However, with the new generation
With the arrival of the UEFA Cup, these things will be brought up again, and they will be valued and discussed enthusiastically by the majority of players. It’s just that everyone has the dream of being the best in the world, but not everyone can make their dream come true. Ordinary people
The gap between players and professional players will not be narrowed in a short time. However, this is slightly different in the free world, because everyone is fragile, so a professional player does not want to die in front of ordinary players.
In my hands, it doesn’t seem to be a fantasy.
Duan Qing has proven it once with actions, so he knows this well.
In his opinion, the player in front of him should be at the level of a professional player, but even so, it is really a big deal for one person to face the attacks of several opponents at the same time, and it is an NPC attack. They came over
By the time, the battle should have been going on for a while, so Duan Qing still admired this player's strength - he actually persisted for so long.
But when he got closer, he couldn't laugh anymore.
"Jian Beidong, I really can't think of it..." On a carriage in the motorcade, a man wearing a black scholar's uniform was shouting. Although the voice was not high, the people present were still shouting.
He could hear clearly: "When have we ever crossed paths, and you came to trouble me with such gritted teeth..."
"I have no grudge against you." The players in the field jumped back and avoided the attacks of the two escorts. While slowly circling in a certain direction, they answered the scholar's question: "It's just that I was insulted by others.
Trust me, so I came to settle the account with you."
"Ha!" The scholar held the flute-like object in one hand, tapped the palm of the other hand, and laughed loudly: "When did...'Feng Wu Sword' also be used to help people eliminate disasters?"
Is it a good job?"
"Of course I don't know how to do this kind of business." The man was wearing a loose top and cloth trousers, which seemed to be for ease of movement. His top was not tied in the middle, and it looked like his chest was open. However, this
The most conspicuous thing about him is the tattered cloak hanging behind him.
The cloak was grey, with holes all over it, as if it had been burned by the embers of a fire.
Wind has been blowing in Fenghua Town all year round, so not far from the town, you can see the catkins and flower petals blowing from the mountains, as well as the torn cloaks that were blown by the mountain wind at this time. It is called Jianbeidong by the other party.
The people stopped walking around and began to slowly walk towards the carriage. Upon seeing this, the surrounding guards immediately surrounded it again.
"Not long ago, your Wizard annexed a guild, and I guess you don't remember it either..." Jian Beidong paced, seemingly ignoring the encirclement he was about to fall into: "It doesn't matter, anyway..."
....You just know it’s because of this.”
He rushed forward suddenly.
The dust under his feet was scattered backwards by this step, and Jian Beidong's entire body leaned forward while running. In front of him, two guards put their swords in front of them, trying to block his forward movement.
Castration.
"drink!"
He was using a broad and thick long sword. The silver-black sword body looked very thick and should have some weight. However, he held the sword with both hands at this time and dragged the tip of the sword to his side. The metal rubbed against the ground.
Amid the noise, he rushed in front of the two guards and made a sweeping sweep in front of them.
There were two clanging sounds, and the guards blocked the two attacks.
The huge force hit the sword, knocking their swords back. The two guards took a step back involuntarily, and then barely steadied their bodies. However, these few flaws were not enough to allow the opponents to break through their defenses.
, because using such a powerful move to repel them, the opponent himself must bear a greater counter-shock. Even if his muscles are enough to allow him to survive the force of the counter-shock, the inertia brought about by using this kind of sweep will not be instantaneous.
It can be stopped.
Unless the opponent is a master of swordsmanship...or doesn't want to stop at all.
In front of them, the figure of the player did not stop. He stepped on ballet-like steps and rotated between the two of them. The powerful castration of the sword was integrated into the same direction by him, and as he followed
His steps drew an additional circle, and finally formed a wider sweep.
This is a whole body sweep.
"Tsk, tsk, it is indeed the Fengwu Sword..."
The fierce wind blasted out as he fully extended his moves, and the whistling sword wind blew past the ears of the guards along with the sky full of flakes and dust. Although the instantaneous retreat saved them from suffering the fate of being cut in half,
However, since then, the defense line composed of two defenders has been declared broken.
"But only to this extent, I am still very safe."
As the scholar finished speaking, two more bodyguards stood in front of him. Together with the two people who were scattered to the left and right, they formed a faint encirclement. Behind him, two more bodyguards slowly approached.
Blocked his way.
Outside these six people, more guards stood there, holding shields or crossbows, staring cautiously at the figures in the field.
"People inside, listen." The guard captain standing in another carriage shouted again: "You have been surrounded by us. Seeing that you have not caused any casualties, stop immediately and put down your weapons. We can consider
Let you live a life..."
"Humph, hehe, hahahaha..."
Before the captain finished speaking, Jian Beidong was already laughing and walking forward again. The circle of encirclement in the field also moved slowly as he moved forward, but no one dared to take action.
"I am a swordsman who is good at attacking, you should know that."
In the battlefield where only the sounds of footsteps and breathing were left, Jian Beidong finally stopped. He slowly raised his weapon, rubbed his broad sword with one hand, lowered his head and said.
"So you haven't let down your guard from the beginning. There is no need to test me again..."
The scholar standing on the carriage shaft stopped slapping his palms with his flute.
"Come on, there are rumors in the outside world that your 'ghost calculations' strategy is highly praised, but there is no mention of what your weapons are..."
"Isn't it the thing in your hand?"
The scholar's eyes narrowed.
In front of him, the man standing surrounded by the crowd suddenly bowed and then jumped up from the ground!
A man jumps very high. This is a very common thing in ordinary virtual games, but in the game Free World, it is almost difficult to do because this is not something that can be solved with character attributes alone.
.
But the man jumped in front of him with this gesture.
In desperation, the scholar raised his hand and held the iron flute in front of him, trying to block the critical blow, but the power of this blow could be imagined with such a posture.
As he got closer, Fusheng Limeng could clearly see the sneer on the other person's face, as well as the cold light of the broad sword that was close to him.
The sword struck the flute accurately.
The scholar's face was a little surprised - with Jian Beidong's strength, there were thousands of ways to send him back to the hotel with this sword just now, but the opponent didn't have any change of moves and just slashed at him with one sword.
With his own attributes, he can't catch it this time, but if he gets knocked away, he won't die...
As he had guessed, the scholar flew backwards and crashed into the carriage behind him. At the same time, the scholar also understood why the other party did this.
A big fire ball flew out and hit his head accurately, hitting the figure accurately.
The violent impact inside the carriage was drowned out by the huge explosion, and the rushing figure was pushed into the distance by the impact. Those who were close were also shaken by the sudden explosion, and they were far away.
Even in the distance, he was forced to block the intense firelight with his hands, and then looked into the air, trying to find the figure of the swordsman or the corpse.
Such a violent explosion... he must have died.
From a distance, Mengzhu who followed was a little excited and said: "Wow, he won't just die like this... Could such a strong person just die like this..."
"Probably... not." Duan Qing looked blank: "He will block it with his sword..."
In the rising smoke, the figure of the swordsman finally flew out. He kept holding the sword with both hands and flew back, then adjusted his posture in the air, and finally landed steadily on the ground in the distance. The explosion
The fire was still on his body. Although he extinguished it with a few blows, his appearance still looked a little embarrassed, and the cloak behind him seemed to become more shabby because of it. His head was also burned due to this sudden attack.
Curly, except for his face, the rest of the place was also darkened by black smoke. But looking at his expression, he didn't seem to care about his image, but his indifferent eyes were still staring at the carriage over there.
superior.
A huge figure in red robe emerged from inside.
"Jian Beidong, it's been so long..." The strong man's voice came from the mouth of the man in red robe. Even those who were shaken by the explosion just now can hear it clearly.
Hearing his words: "But for you to come to my 'Vizzard' door like this, it seems... not very authentic, right?"
"This is not your territory, how can you invite bullies to come to your door?" The embarrassed figure in the distance patted his baggy pants and spoke a little carelessly.
"Haha, it seems to make sense." The strong man laughed, and then stared: "But, does it also make sense for you to kill my people casually?"
This question was so loud that several surrounding guards involuntarily stepped back, but for someone like Jian Beidong, such a deterrent was naturally useless.
"The person who killed you naturally had a reason. This..." The man in the shabby cloak put the sword back on his back, then clasped his fists: "I believe you, President Sunset, understand very well."
"So..." He sneered: "We are all the same people, and no one can deceive anyone."
He put his hands behind his back and began to retreat slowly. When Captain Paz in the convoy saw this, he began to shout at the top of his voice: "Stop! You, the lawless person who attacked the convoy, do you want to escape...
.”
He shouted righteously, but unfortunately his momentum was too low. The other party seemed to ignore his meaning and continued to retreat. As he was about to disappear from everyone's sight, the captain began to become anxious: "Kidd
!You are standing there and watching dumbly, why don’t you stop him quickly..."
"Oh, I just heard someone was making trouble, so I came over to take a look." Kidd shook his shiny bald head and said with a smile: "I didn't come here to help."
"Isn't that right, brother Mo Shang Qingshan?"
"Yes." Duan Qing also laughed.
This chapter has been completed!